“You’re still the green-grey eyes, the laugh
that warms me. You’re still the unbrushed hair.
And I promise I’ll run my fingers through the tangles.
Promise I’ll kiss every lonely strand,
every broken follicle.
Until you can taste the forever on my lips.”
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